Robert followed, still having her in his hold. "It hurts but I'll live," he grabbed his dagger that he kept in his belt, he pointed the tip toward him. Cutting off his shirt, knowing if he had to retract his wings he would only hurt himself more by doing so. He let out a breath, he looked at one of his wings and nearly fell to the ground when he saw how many arrows were in it.

He didn't dare look at the other one, scared that if he did so that he wouldn't be able to hold himself upright. He sat down on one the stools, to keep himself from falling to the floor. He shut his eyes, trying to block out the pain that was going through him.